We have shown Marion Post Wolcott's FSA work here more than once. Most recently, this post by Ulf. Which got me thinking about Wolcott's work, and my own efforts to try and convey the life of a place not my own.
For me, the Mississippi Delta is a haunted, barren wasteland. It is, like so many of the subjects I love, cast off, worn out, done with. And yet it is a beautiful place -- one of the most beautiful and moving places I've ever seen --
As I sifted through images to try to find a fitting tribute to Wolcott's Delta work, I had many conversations with her in my head. What it is to be a Northern woman traveling in the American South, then and now; what it is to try to photograph tragedy and shame so tightly woven with dignity and faith that the air itself seems soaked with it.
Dear Marion, whose feet, whose hands, gone now? So easy to show what's there -- but how to show what isn't?
all images © Jeanne Wells